I look at you and there are miles between where we are and where I want to be,
The glass breaks and fires are started because of the turmoil I have internally,
Processing thoughts and trying hard not to face reality of this crucial moment,
Fighting an internal war daily but yet still trying not to show my discontent,
Can this be the chapter that takes me over the edge that only hell can understand?
With lingering curses and chaos to take over without my very own reprimand,
In passing things seem so very causual, cool, calm, and collect, but is it all worth it?
Take me away I keep saying, to that better life the one that I always pick to forfeit.